Chapter 429
"Wait! If we want to classify your strength, what rank would you be?" Grey asked with a furrowed brow, recalling the devastating attacks and bone-crushing hits he had suffered from the gargoyle.
"Me? I would be on the rank of a Divine-ranked beast… but right on the cusp of evolving into a Primordial-ranked one." Thalos grinned, and Grey's eyes bulged so wide it was a wonder they didn't pop out.
"What?!"
"What?" Thalos asked with feigned innocence, watching Grey's mouth hang open in disbelief.
"You have the strength of a Divine beast?" Grey repeated, still struggling to process what he was hearing.
"Yeah. A Divine beast—on the verge of evolution." Thalos shrugged casually, as though announcing what he had for breakfast.
Grey gulped hard. 'Maybe… it's not wise to antagonize him again,' he thought, feeling a single bead of cold sweat roll down his temple.
"Any other thing I should know?" Grey asked, regaining his composure and raising an eyebrow.
